A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Arielle, who was on the cruise, stared at the two threads as she summarized Ronald’s words for Vinson.

-Instantly, Vinson looked even tenser. “I don’t know much about him since he’s very secretive… But I remember hearing his voice when those people tried to kill me at sea. He called me a ‘dirty black rat.’ I guess he hates the color black.”

At once, Arielle placed the dagger below the black thread. She put her phone between her shoulder and her cheek. “I’ll cut the black one, then…”

Vinson’s forehead began to perspire heavily. Agitated, he paced back and forth. “Wait! How much time do you have left?”

Arielle glanced at the timer. “Fifteen seconds.”

“Let me think. Let me think…” Upon closer observation, there was a slight tremble in Vinson’s voice.

Never in his life had he felt this nervous before.

and cried, “Don’t cut it! Arielle, run!

fear, helplessness, and

who caused this mess and did not

he put Arielle in

understood that he could not gamble with her life based

dared not take

Vinson tightened the grip on his phone and said with a quiver in his voice, “Ignore

“Vinson, if I manage to escape in one piece today, I’ll live in remorse and

about yourself, you gotta consider your mother, too! Who’ll

be no different from Henrick. I’ll become a killer like them…” Arielle spoke before placing the phone away from her. Then, she turned on its loudspeaker and said, “I’m

cut it!” Vinson

moment, the man with bloodshot eyes gave off a murderous aura. He seemed to be shrouded in